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When one hurts or kills a women
one hurts or kills hummanity and is an antrocitie.
Gino d'Artali
and: My mother (1931-1997) always said to me <Mi
figlio, non esistono notizie <vecchie> perche puoi imparare qualcosa da
qualsiasi notizia.> Translated: <My son, there is no such thing as so
called 'old' news because you can learn something from any news.>
Gianna d'Artali.
Al Jazeera - Jan 19 2025 - By Reem Sleem - Writer from Gaza currently
displaced to Egypt
<<The ceasefire will not bring our lives back
I have experienced the pain of war in exile for almost a year. It hurts
me to know our return is not possible.
A lot of noise - missiles and explosions, the sound of drones, shouting
and wailing, screams of "martyr, martyr". The breaking of glass,
slamming doors, collapsing buildings, fires blazing, thunder, lightning,
wind, gasps of death, darkness, and ashes. All of them are still in my
head. I left Gaza almost a year ago, but these images and sounds are
still haunting me. I left everything behind - my home, my friends, my
extended family - but could not shed the echoes of the war. Here, in
Cairo, I keep reliving the trauma of what I had seen, heard and felt in
the first four months of the war in Gaza. When I hear the sound of an
aeroplane in the sky, my heart races in fear, thinking it’s a warplane.
When I hear the sound of fireworks, I panic, imagining them to be bomb
explosions. I used to think exile would bring safety and peace, but it
turned out to be an extension of the war.
The death and destruction happening in Gaza still dominate our lives.
The sorrow, pain, and struggle for survival that we thought we had left
behind still follow us. We do not live in a tent flooded by rain and we
are not starving; the sound of bombs is not real - it is only the echoes
of memories in our minds. But we still live in misery. My father, the
breadwinner of our family, could not find a job for months. When he did,
it paid a meagre salary. We face mounting debt and cannot afford basic
necessities. Meanwhile, we have stayed fully immersed in the horror of
Gaza. The bombardment, the mass killing, the suffering in torn-up tents
- it streams to us on messaging apps hour by hour. All the Palestinian
friends I have here seem to be in the same situation - living in pain
and despair, besieged by the war. "I wish I had died with them instead
of living," my friend Duaa told me recently. Her family sent her to
Cairo soon after the start of the genocide to complete her studies in
peace. "I had a feeling I wouldn’t see them again when I said goodbye,"
she said, sobbing. A few days after she arrived in Egypt, thinking life
had granted her a better opportunity to study abroad, she tried to
contact her family to check on them but received no response. Anxiety
consumed her until she received the devastating news of their martyrdom.
The pain was unbearable and she failed her studies. To this day, she
struggles to pay the rent for her apartment and told me her landlord
would soon evict her because she hadn't paid. She is an orphan, alone in
exile, and may soon become homeless, too. Another friend, Rawan, had
been studying in Egypt for a few years before the war started, dreaming
of a bright future. On October 10, 2023, a huge explosion destroyed her
house, killing her entire family. Only her mother, who miraculously
survived despite severe injuries, and her married sister, who lived in
another house, are left.
Rawan told me she missed her father’s encouraging messages, the support
of her brothers Mohammed and Mahmoud, and the innocent laughter of her
sister Ruba. She never completed her education. She has become a shadow
of herself. Nada, another friend, is in Cairo with her sister. The girls
had to leave their parents and brother behind in Gaza, as their names
were not on the list of people allowed to go through the Rafah crossing.
In Cairo, Nada felt lost, alienated, and afraid. She tried to apply
again for her parents and brother to travel, but the occupation stormed
Rafah and closed the crossing. At that time, she told me that she felt
like all the doors of life closed in her face. Nada and her sister live
alone, without the support of relatives, and struggle. The stress and
sadness have taken a toll. Nada has lost a lot of weight and now says
she looks like a skeleton.
She has told me harassment and fear of kidnapping have made them
reluctant to leave the apartment they are staying in. "We yearn for our
past lives in every detail," she says. We do, but we also know that our
past lives have been lost. Even if the war ends, nothing will ever go
back to the way it was. Nothing will compensate us for that bitter loss.
The ceasefire taking effect today is supposed to put a stop to the
fighting, but it is unclear if it will end the war. More than 120 people
have been killed since Wednesday when it was announced. And we know more
will die because conditions will not improve. Gaza is no longer fit to
live in. Even if there is lasting peace, the Israeli government will set
its own conditions to continue the blockade and harassment of the
population. Reconstruction - if it takes place - will continue for many
years. This is why we, as a family, have made a decision to start
building a new life in exile despite the challenges we face.
The views expressed in this article are the author's own and do not
necessarily reflect Al Jazeera's editorial stance.>>
Source:
https://www.aljazeera.com/opinions/2025/1/19/the-ceasefire-will-not-bring-our-lives-back
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